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... ns like a slow exhale, and the lights from the streetlights spill over him, highlighting his sharp jaw, rolled sleeves, and that maddening calm that says he knows exactly how much oxygen he steals from a place. The crowd quiets almost instantly. Even the chatter from the seniors thins into a hush.
Heidi’s wolf stirs like she’s been jolted by lightning.
His scent flies to her nose. It is wild and winter-cold, and it shouldn’t smell like home but does. It coils around her senses, d ...
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